tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2360936507322491939.post2008568623102853453..comments2023-07-29T11:29:13.093+01:00Comments on Lonicera's World, Images & Stories: Chubby Chops - a life in pictures. Part 7Lonicerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13141723287143567146noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2360936507322491939.post-26103597836418442662009-08-06T09:57:18.246+01:002009-08-06T09:57:18.246+01:00Caroline....I think what you are doing is amazing....Caroline....I think what you are doing is amazing...I admire you so much!!Nolahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06999422801245381422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2360936507322491939.post-34020941055184340382009-08-05T12:18:16.942+01:002009-08-05T12:18:16.942+01:00It is hard looking back over old photos and rememb...It is hard looking back over old photos and remembering how you felt at that time. I have always been in total denial about how I looked... subconsciously avoiding having my photo taken or positioning myself behind other (and hiding behind towels!!). I am glad that I have those photos to look back on, even though the memories are painful, and the same will happen for you - those photo's are in the past and the future is looking mighty fine... luv ya you very brave and super honest woman.<br /><br />:o)<br />xxDawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06505668241696892502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2360936507322491939.post-80928319119773652742009-08-03T06:03:32.663+01:002009-08-03T06:03:32.663+01:00Caroline, you are most courageous. I bet John lov...Caroline, you are most courageous. I bet John loves you like Vince loves me, just the way I am. I was able to evade the diabetes but I am not certain how because both of my parents had late onset diabetes. We will make this work. Thank you again for sharing.DocSlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14858385264072943975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2360936507322491939.post-32052331844919101292009-08-02T21:37:49.436+01:002009-08-02T21:37:49.436+01:00Helen, you're right, I'm so heartily sick ...Helen, you're right, I'm so heartily sick of the whole subject - do you know, if and when I feel I'm a normal size one fine day, I'm quite sure that quite unconsciously I shall simply not hear diet conversation any more, and in the supermarkets my eyes will slide past the lite/low cal options as if they were invisible. Self-consciousness has stopped me doing so many things, and I don't want to waste another precious minute. Thank you so much for your always perceptive comments.<br />And Tina too - yes, I'm managing to think ahead most of the time now, which is such a relief. And you're so right about mourning foods I can no longer have. The most painful without a doubt will be when I next visit Argentina and find myself unable to eat the wonderful steak, or the schnitzels I'm so fond of (very finely sliced steak coated in egg and breadcrumbs and fried in hot oil, and generally served with mashed potato, for those who may not know what I'm talking about - my ultimate and all-time comfort food...makes my eyes water just thinking about it, and is very bad for my blood sugar levels...) Sigh.<br />CarolineLonicerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13141723287143567146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2360936507322491939.post-19267852641684722692009-08-01T04:06:53.995+01:002009-08-01T04:06:53.995+01:00Ok-one more installment and you can wipe the slate...Ok-one more installment and you can wipe the slate clean and focus on what is ahead of you! Success baby! It is just right around the corner and you now have the tools to get there.<br /><br />I noticed your comment about not being able to eat the bread from the bread machine anymore. I have noticed there is a mourning process you have to go through with the food that is not band friendly. I have gone from sadness and yearning to feeling powerful that I can face a loaf of bread and not end up with diet failure (remember the night I ate the bread and then did not get any dinner at the Italian restaurant?) Huge mourning!!<br /><br />I have also found that living vicariously helps-I follow a blog that documents good burger joints in Texas...well it is so I can at least look at the tasty items even if I cannot eat them anymore. <br /><br />Really one morsel is the best tasting bit anyway.Tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16965135571189867376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2360936507322491939.post-84091733371083274902009-08-01T03:28:25.850+01:002009-08-01T03:28:25.850+01:00Caroline, how tired you must be to have carried al...Caroline, how tired you must be to have carried all this around inside for all these years. The pain you had to be going through makes me want to cry. Having had self image problems myself makes me hurt for you. Not that you don't have happy times, but the pain is always in the background waiting to jump up and bite you on the butt as it were.<br /><br />Thank John for taking photos... even though you hate them. You needed them for this journey.<br /><br />HelenReddirt Womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08485995791439570214noreply@blogger.com